Not really "chapter 1". Maybe you could imagine what other memories are like? Or even extend this one? 

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[RECALIBRATING...]

To whom I hold dearest, among the dusking sun and the field of yellow canola flowers;

You lifted my unmoving mind and made me realize, for the first time, the beauty that living can offer.

I cry tears not because of sorrow—the droplets that I was too familiar with—

but because of true, unmoving gratefulness.

Thank you, A11-ISoN.

[WARNING: CRITICAL DAMAGE SUSTAINED]

[UPLOADING MEMORY TO CLOUD. SYSTEMS SHUTTING DOWN]

May we meet again at the ends of that canola field.

[CONNECTION LOST]